Hush , they were here. I caught the gleamOf white arms interlacing,Like tangled lilies, tracingA garland on a careless stream;And through the swaying tendrils thereCame startled air,Stirred to a dance, the wood with joyance gracing.

The young birds ceased the day-long liltTo watch them so enringing,Like snow-flakes all a-winging.The eager, bending branches spiltA sunlight on their locks, leaf-wound.And was the soundI heard, a breath of laughter or of singing?

Sure they were here: for see the grassAthrill where they danced thither.But whither fled they, — whither?Who wist this thing should come to pass?A step, — a sudden fluttering,As birds take wing, —Then but the fragrance of wild grapes blown hither!

About Me

Since childhood I have been interested in the world of natural aromatics. This interest gradually developed into our home business White Lotus Aromatics. Keypoints along this aromatic journey were:
1) living on a small farm in India where many tropical fragrant plants were to be found
2) a career in horticulture, highlighted by working on a formal garden estate, Filoli
3) many journeys throughout the length and breadth of India to explore India's ancient and modern aromatic traditions.
Please note that I have an interest in the wonderful world of natural aromatics, but have no therapeutic expertise. Any mention of ayurveda or other traditional healing systems in strictly for cultural interest.